What if I slept a little more and forgot about all this nonsense.

Let it die. Let there be a new beginning. It’s awful. Goodnight.

I learn that there is no superhuman happiness, no eternity outside the sweep of days.

I can bear any pain as long as it has meaning.

The most painful state of being is remembering the future, particularly the one you’ll never have.”

Everything goes, everything comes back; eternally rolls the wheel of Being. Everything dies, everything blooms again; eternally runs the year of Being. Everything breaks, everything is joined anew; eternally is built the same house of Being. Everything separates, everything greets itself again; eternally true to itself remains the ring of Being.

I fear you close by; I love you far away.